But now we were home, I tugged Lindsey into me, wrapping my arms about her and reveling in the fact that she was mine. She was perfect. She was finally and forever going to be with me.
“Are you sure they’re okay?” she asked, her words muffled by my shirt.
I was eager to be with Wyatt, too. To learn about him, see his smiles, watch as his eyes widened at discovering the world—no, the universe—around him. But we had the rest of our lives for that. Tomorrow would be soon enough. Tonight, tonight I had to claim my marked mate, make her mine. I couldn’t wait any longer, and while she didn’t understand it as I did, neither could she.
She hadn’t grown up with the knowledge of what this claiming meant. Being so far apart had been agony, but having her so close, yet unclaimed, was another kind o
